Upper Glas

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The cloudberry cream did not taste as much of clouds as I had hoped it would

Oh, the modesty of the Swedes. A few weeks into my campaign for table-water sustainability I found myself at Upper Glas (a glorious pun celebrating the removal of the Swedish restaurant Glas from Borough Market to the site of what used to be Lola’s on Upper Street) and demanding, as ever, to know what kind of bottled water they had.

“It’s just normal water,” said the chap, in a very polite, Swedish way that sought merely to convey apparently obvious information without suggesting, as a Frenchman will always endeavour to do in such a situation, that I was some sort